You have a good chance, I accept it.

"According to the news, the Shushan Sword Sect has already intervened in the world, and our help will arrive when the time comes."

"Of course someone will take action against Ye Lin. What are you afraid of? Tell me what are you afraid of?"

The figure at the top looked at the cowering people below and cursed angrily.

Previously they were the most arrogant and powerful genius in the world who voluntarily gave up the Four Continents. They only dared to guard Zixiao City and did not dare to come out. They were timid.

And now? These guys were frightened out of their wits by the word Ye Lin. Could it be that those who were banned by the Divine Source were all trash?

That is absolutely impossible.

"Everyone, we have no way to go, and they have no way to go. They lost. This world belongs to us. If we show weakness, those forces will not pity us."

The young man above said harshly again.

After all, the Demon Realm is firmly controlled by these golden immortal forces, and they are just pawns of these golden immortal forces.

There is nothing they can do.

They can't retreat now. If they retreat, they will all die. Those golden immortal forces will once again support a new genius.

And if Ye Lin and the others die, the person who carries the destiny of the Demon Realm will be selected from among them.

Therefore, neither Ye Lin nor them can retreat, and neither of them can control their own destiny.

In front of those golden immortal forces, no matter how much they jump around, they are just ants.

"We have news. Ye Lin has brought the entire Zixiao City's living geniuses to our side. Judging from their momentum, they must be rushing to start a war."

Just as the noise in the cave was getting heated, outside the cave, a man in black robe slowly walked in and said in a deep voice.

This sentence was like pouring a bucket of cold water on everyone to calm them down.

One by one they became silent.

"Okay, okay, Ye Lin, are you too impatient?"

The young man at the top has a gloomy expression. Ye Lin, just after beheading Lu Cang, he can't wait to start a war?

It's a bit too impatient.

"How many of them are there?"

The young man at the top looked at the map of Central Continent in his hand and asked in a deep voice.

"A total of three hundred, including the top ten geniuses of the Shushan Sword Sect."

The man in black robe answered truthfully. They had already sent people to squat outside Zixiao City. Ye Lin's big move could not be hidden from them.

"How many of us are there?"

The young man at the top still looked at the map in his hand without looking up.

"There are two hundred and eighty-three of us, there are more than 400 followers, and there are more than 300 thugs. Taken together, there are a lot of people who are worthy of being the top true immortals."

"Among them, there are fifty-three statues with perfect realms."

After the man in black robe finished speaking, the young man above him raised his eyelids. He was even more uncertain about Ye Lin now.

Could it be that Ye Lin didn't know their number?

With such a huge difference in numbers, how dare he rashly lead his men to encircle and suppress them?

Does Ye Lin really think he is invincible?

Or do you ignore them from beginning to end?

After hearing what the man in black robe said, the eyes of the other people flashed strangely.

Those "we" naturally refer to them, these valuable stowaways, who are the main force and protagonists of this battle.

The followers also sneaked into the world through the divine source. They were just followers prepared for them by their respective golden immortal forces. They were absolutely loyal followers.